So, I know what you’re thinking…NO that’s wrong…it’s diamonds are a girl’s best friend. But in this particular case I’m not talking about the kind that you wear. I am talking about the kind that are named patience, character, gentleness and personality. They are the kind of diamonds that come in the package called ‘a young woman’.
If it is the right kind of guy ,the Godly kind of young man that every Godly young woman longs and prays for, he will long for the kind of woman that I am talking about. ‘the incorruptible beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is very precious in the sight of God.’ [1 Peter 3:4].
All of us young women should strive to be that kind of woman, because in the long run, that is the kind of beauty that really matters. Think about it. The cheerleaders at middle and high schools are never remembered. The football players are never remembered. The ones that are truly remembered are the ones that were friendly to everybody-The ones that are genuinely…genuine. If the cheerleaders and football players were genuine, which some are, instead of being so fake, they would also be remembered.
Also who we should strive to be like is the ‘Proverbs 31 woman’:
10 Who can find a virtuous wife?
For her worth is far above rubies. 11 The heart of her husband safely trusts her;
So he will have no lack of gain. 12 She does him good and not evil
All the days of her life. 13 She seeks wool and flax,
And willingly works with her hands. 14 She is like the merchant ships,
She brings her food from afar. 15 She also rises while it is yet night,
And provides food for her household,
And a portion for her maidservants. 16 She considers a field and buys it;
From her profits she plants a vineyard. 17 She girds herself with strength,
And strengthens her arms. 18 She perceives that her merchandise is good,
And her lamp does not go out by night. 19 She stretches out her hands to the distaff,
And her hand holds the spindle. 20 She extends her hand to the poor,
Yes, she reaches out her hands to the needy. 21 She is not afraid of snow for her household,
For all her household is clothed with scarlet. 22 She makes tapestry for herself;
Her clothing is fine linen and purple. 23 Her husband is known in the gates,
When he sits among the elders of the land. 24 She makes linen garments and sells them,
And supplies sashes for the merchants. 25 Strength and honor are her clothing;
She shall rejoice in time to come. 26 She opens her mouth with wisdom,
And on her tongue is the law of kindness. 27 She watches over the ways of her household,
And does not eat the bread of idleness. 28 Her children rise up and call her blessed;
Her husband also, and he praises her: 29 “ Many daughters have done well,
But you excel them all.” 30 Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing,
But a woman who fears the LORD, she shall be praised. 31 Give her of the fruit of her hands,
And let her own works praise her in the gates.
This kind of beauty is far more valuable than diamonds!
Well now that we’re on the topic of sex…this video/audio-that I had to make because the website wouldnt let me upload the audio *rolling eyes*-is ‘raw talk’ a talk show that is on on sunday nights at 7 on 88.3 FM. Jason Garcia, Levi Lusko, and Yo answer your questions about sex… O2 experience warmup…
AN UNBORN BABY’S LETTER
I am here, but you do not care. I am glad that I am here, you wish that you hadn’t found out about me. I love you, but you could care less. I am alive, but you don’t think I am worth it. I want to live, but you don’t want a “burden” to carry. I did nothing to deserve what I will get, but you don’t think of it in the same way I do. I know that it is wrong, but you think that it is right. I know that that man will end my life, you think that he is going to save yours. I don’t want to be in this bed, You believe that it’s your first step towards freedom. I know what is about to happen, you are not sure whether you want to do this anymore. I hear the doctors reassure you, you take a nervous deep breath before going under. I am scared, you sleep peacefully through the whole thing. I am too horrified to enjoy my last second of being alive, you will be happy to know that the procedure was a success. I have to say goodbye to you, It seems you say goodbye to me freely.
I wish I didn’t have to say goodbye to you, You wish you didn’t say goodbye to me…
Her daddy didn’t know what he was doing to her. He thought that his actions only affected himself-his body, and his mind. For now it would be OK, but he didn’t know what he would soon become.
“Daddy, can I get one this time?” ,I said as I pointed at a candy display. “Katie, you know I don’t have enough money for that.” He growled at me as he walked towards the liquor aisle inside the store. “You promised me last time.” , I said under my breath. It was always like this. He always promised me things and never went through with anything he said. It had been like that since he started hanging out with his new buddies. I never got any attention after that. A seven-year old girl needs her daddy more than his friends need him. I caught up to him just as he selected a large bottle off the shelf. It was his favorite kind now. He brought home a bottle one night after hanging out with the guys. He said it was just for pleasure, but it grew worse and worse with every time. He started leaving me home at night while he goes out…for hours at a time. He comes home angry…at me. He ripped me off of the couch by my hair and tried to hit me. I could usually tear away before the second blow so I could run and hide. I ran to the closet and slam the door. I am safe…but only for a little while. I know that one day he will stumble upon the closet and find me once more. I dread that day.
Oh no! He’s home! I need to hide. Lord help me if he finds me. I stumble down the hall trying to get myself to safety. Once safe in the back of the closet I hear him in my room. Does he know where I am? He passes the closet where I hid, and I can smell the liquor on his breath. I start to cry, and he jerked his head back in my direction. I tried to still my tears-to no avail. He tried the knob, and opened the door slowly. I screamed, and tried to run. But he got to me before I could get out of my bedroom. He pushed me against the wall, and began to strike me in rage. I cried and screamed and pleaded with him to stop. He continued while I hugged my knees, trying to shield myself from his blows. It doesn’t work, and I am starting to feel dizzy. The blackness closes in on me.
I awoke the next morning to a familiar soreness all over my body. I was on my bedroom floor and the door was closed. I stood up ad winced as a flash of pain traveled up and down my spine. I slowly opened the door and peeked out to make sure dad wasn’t around. I sneaked into the bathroom to clean up. I looked in the mirror a my hideous face-it was cut and bruised, and my cheeks looked fat. Who knew that my dad could be such a monster? Not mydad. I turned on the faucet and began to splash cool water on my bruised face. It felt so good. When I was finished, I peeked out the door just to be sure. As I walked down the hall, I heard the familiar laughter of my dad’s friends. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the front door. I walked across the carpet to a window and looked out. A woman was at my door. I opened the door slowly. The woman stood there like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. She wore a tag that stated her name, title, and the department that she worked for. It read “Children, Youth, and Families Department; Cheryl Davidson; Investigative Social Worker.”…”Hi, are you Katie?”, She asked. “Yes.” I answered timidly. “I came to visit you today. Is that OK with you?” “Yes.” I said. “Can you come outside and talk to me?” The woman asked. I nodded and stepped outside. “Is your dad home?” I nodded again. “Is it OK if I ask you some questions, then talk to your dad?” “OK.” I said. “Well, Katie, I’m a social worker. Do you know what that is?” “No.” I said. “I help make sure kids are safe. Do you know what it is to be safe?” she asked. “Yeah.” “What is it?” “It’s when you don’t get hurt.”, I said. “Good, now when I ask you questions, it’s very important that you tell me the truth.” She said. “What is it to tell the truth?” “It’s when you don’t lie.” “Ok, good. You have a big bruise on your face. Can you tell me how that happened?” I hesitated, then I decided to tell her the truth, just as she’d asked. “My dad hit me.” I said timidly. “Has this happened more than once?” I nodded. “Are you afraid of your dad?” She asked. “Only sometimes…when he comes home mad.” “Do you know why he comes home mad?” “because he drinks beer with his friends.” “How do you feel when your dad drinks?” “I, I don’t like it cause he gets mad.” I said. “And when he comes home mad does he hit you?” “When he can catch me he does.” “How does he hit you?” she asked. “With his hands.” I answered. “And when he hits you are his hands open or closed?” “closed.”. “OK, do you have any questions for me?” “Are you gonna tell dad what I said?” “No.” she said, then smiled at me. “OK.” I said. “Can you open the door and call your dad for me?” “OK.” I said. So I opened the door and yelled to dad that there was someone at the door. The lady named Cheryl had stepped to the side and was making a call on her cell phone. When dad came to the door she hung up and approached him. ” Good morning, my name is Cheryl Davidson. I work for child protective services, and we have received a report alleging abuse or neglect of your daughter. Would you mind if I come in so we can discuss the details of this report?” “Sure.”, daddy said, then he turned to me and told me to go to my room and close the door. I went, but I left the door cracked, so I could hear what they were saying. Cheryl’s voice said “I received a report on Monday stating that there was alleged physical abuse to your daughter by you. On the report it states that occasionally you return home late at night drunk, and we are concerned that your daughter is not getting the supervision that she needs. It has also been noted that your daughter has had marks and bruises on her body following your return home…What do you say to these allegations?” Cheryl said. “They’re absolutely ridiculous.” dad said. “Well what about the bruises on her face today?” “…She was playing outside and she fell down.” “I don’t think that you’re telling the truth.” she said. “and I want to let you know that I’ve called the police and they’re responding to your house now.” I heard sirens and I ran to look out my bedroom window- sure enough-there were police cars headed towards my house.
They came inside and asked to talk to me. There was a soft knock on my door, and a uniformed officer stood in the door frame. He asked if he could talk to me. I said yes. He asked me the same questions as Cheryl did, and I answered each one the same as I had the previous time. Then he left my room and went to talk to Cheryl and the other officers. They whispered in a corner for a few minutes, and then faced my dad. The tall officer spoke: “We have assessed and verified the need for a forty-eight hour hold to determine whether or not the state will have to file a legal case to keep your daughter in custody for longer than the temporary hold. During this temporary custody we will have time to place Katie in foster care and talk to any relatives who may know information regarding this case.
The next thing I knew, I was in the back on Cheryl’s car, and she was taking me “into custody” as they called it. I cried on the way because even though my daddy hit me, he was still my daddy and I still loved him.
I stayed in the state’s custody fr almost three years. I am now fourteen years old, and I have been in the custody of my father for four years. The state helped him realize what he was doing, and they helped him fix it. I could only see him a few times a month at first, but as his behavior started getting better I was able to stay longer, until the state felt that it was safe to give me back to him. I will be forever grateful to the social worker, Cheryl Davidson.
YES!! I went to the 02 experience tonight!! \m/ In short they call it ‘The 02 Experience-a fresh look at life, death, sex, and romance’. Levi Lusko taught us. He is a truly amazing pastor with a heart for God. I just want to share some things that stuck out to me during the service…
The first part was about life and death…
Luke 16-the rich man and the poor man. The rich man didn’t love God, the poor man did. Both men died.
Luke 16 is in a sense a ‘letter from beyond the grave’ or a ‘postcard from hell’. The rich man had everything in life, now he is in anguish, there is no comfort, constant torture and torment. Contrary to popular beleif, after you die, you do not just cease to exist or reincarnate as a tree or something…You are fully conscious as to what’s going on. He could feel the heat and flames, He could see Lazarus, He could desire water. So Hell seems to be a place of unmet desires. THE THINGS OF THIS WORLD DO NOT SATISFY!! Yes they’re fun, but they only fulfill your desires for a season.
The classic way to end a postcard is ‘wish you were here’. Luke 16 tells us that the rich man was longing for Abraham to send someone to warn his brothers so that they will not share his fate. He wants his brothers to go to better place than where he is at.
The next section was about Sex and Romance…
The Bunny
THE BUNNY
The Bunny says to do what feels good, no matter who it hurts…
anyone recognizes this symbol ^, it is one of the most recognizable symbols in the world, along with McDonalds golden arches. Isn’t that sad?!
Levi was looking for a gift for his young daughter when he found, at a child’s eye level-this…
playboy for kids
a stationary kit that was very colorful and kid friendly, with a playboy bunny on it! The world wants kids to know about sex as young as they can-through the world’s eyes. Know that Levi wasn’t in Las Vegas when he found this kit, He was in a small town in Montana!! It is EVERYWHERE!!
People don’t realize that those women (the ‘playmates’)…are someone’s daugter, someone who will get married one day. And they pose just so some pervert can stare at them and lust after them.
The parents of the top playmate were interviewed after she ‘won’ the top spot, and they said, and I quote ‘…We are so proud of our little girl, and we couldn’t be happier…”
STATS
In the U.S. alone 13.3 billion dollars was spent on porn!-to give you a better picture of that- that is more money than all pro baseball, basketball, & football events combined! Including the SUPERBOWL!!
Sex was the #1 googled word this year.
1 out of 10 sites on the internet are loaded with porn.
1 out of 4 teenage girls have a STD.
93% of men and 78% of women admit to have had sex before marriage.
The Bible
THE BIBLE
Both the bunny and the Bible say yes to sex…But the Bible says to use it in the right way.
Genesis 3-sin gets added to sex-sexual sin-fornication, adultery, homosexuality, beastiality, incest, rape. ALL of these=lust.
SEX IS NOT THE PROBLEM, LUST IS!!
Lust has hijacked sexuality.
Pornography-greek word-Pornea-sexual immorality-which can be not only physical, but emotional-your thoughts.
HOW FAR IS TOO FAR?
EPHESIANS 5:3
But among you there must not be even a hint of sexual immorality, or of any kind of impurity, or of greed, because these are improper for God’s holy people.
In the things that we want to recieve we want them to be totally pure! But what about the things that we give? We’re ok with giving people something with ‘a little impurity’ in it. If we have a hint of impurity in us…
1. It is idolatry
Playboy becomes our religious icon
Pornographic magazines become our Bible
Las Vegas becomes our religious meeting place
2. A little idol is still an idol, and they get bigger in time.
You always want more.
3. Because of who lives inside of us we cannot ingage in sexual immorality
we bring the Holy Spirit with us wherever we go…even to our ‘plans on friday night’.
1 Corinthians 6:17-20
But he who unites himself with the Lord is one with him in spirit.
Flee from sexual immorality. All other sins a man commits are outside his body, but he who sins sexually sins against his own body.
Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own;
you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your body.
The Battle
THE BATTLE
The Battle in your mind on whether to choose the Bunny or the Bible.
ways to win…
Purpose in your heart not to sin.
Make a covenant with your eyes.
Don’t place yourself in stupid situations.
When you fall, confess your sin and repent.
Call on God while you’re being tempted.
Invite accountability into your life. Whether it be a friend, parent, or youth pastor.
Ask God to fill you with His Holy Spirit everyday.
*Well that’s it for now…hope you enjoyed my brief overview of the amazing O2 Experience!!
I do not claim to own this story. I just thought that you guys would enjoy it as much as I did .
Well, enjoy,
-ME-
beautiful gift
The Wedding Gift
by: Melody Lee
The gift table was piled high with bright packages. Everything looked dazzling, except one beraggled gift. Between the fancy gift bags overflowing with brilliantly colored tissue paper and the curly ribbons wrapped around shiny packages sat one misshapen box. The paper, once sporting pure white roses, was grimy with fingerprints and wrinkled from the numerous times it had been unwrapped and rewrapped. It even looked like it had been stomped on once or twice. On the gift tag several names were written then crossed out, and finally the name of the groom was scrawled over the others.
Inside, the present, once beautiful and pure, lay soiled, torn and broken.
Who would so carelessly place this gift upon the table waiting for the groom to open? It Wasn’t Always This Way Once, the gift had been perfect. Too beautiful and precious to be purchased with money, designed to not only attract the husband but also to cement the marriage, making the two one. The Father had placed one perfect gift in the hands of the bride to give to her beloved on their wedding day. He warned her to guard the gift well and not open it until He introduced her to her beloved, until He put his blessing on their wedding.
But the need to be loved, the pressure to fit in, the fear of losing out, caused the bride to open the gift and offer it to the first boy who showered her with attention. It’ll be okay, she thought. I’ll marry this one someday anyway.
But they grew apart, he moved on, she grew sad, the gift was torn, and when the next chance for a little happiness came along she opened up the gift again and offered it. It was easier this time: the tape didn’t hold so well, the ribbon was already loose, but once again the couple grew apart, and now the gift was stained. Because of it’ use, the gift lost value to the bride-to-be, and she pulled it out whenever she needed diversion or to fill the empty space, and each time it grew more worn and lost more luster.
She told herself it didn’t matter. She told herself all people opened their gifts before marriage. She rationalized that it was the only way to attract a man. And though the gift brought her attention, it didn’t bring the love she desired.
After having her heart broken several times, she finally thought back on what The Father had told her. At that point, she put the gift aside and waited. One day she met her belovedand he was everything she hoped. What a Gift!!
” I have a perfect gift for you,” he told her. “My Father gave it to me to save for our wedding night. I long to open it for you now, but it will be worth the wait.”
The bride hid her tears while she spoke, but she went weeping before her Father with her stained and battered gift.
” I’m so sorry, Father, that I gave my gift away before You chose my groom. Can You give me a new one?? I don’t want to give my groom this broken gift.”
The Father smiled sadly and took the gift in His hnds
I had a reason for My warning, but I want you to know that I will always love you. I can make you whole again, My child, but I cannot make the gift whole again. I will touch his eyes to see your gift as good, but the patches and stains will still remain.”
And so the bride put her crumpled gift on the wedding table, trusting the Father would help her husband find hr gift as perfect as the one she would recieve. Our Crumpled World
We live in a society tha pushes sexuality at every turn. The clothes we wear, advertisements, movies, songs, and television all glorify sex as a normal part of dating. But that isn’t the way the Lord intended it to be used. He tells us to flee sexual immorality for a reason. (See 2 Corinthians 6:18).
God gave us our sexuality to use as a wonderful wedding present to bless our marriages. When we live outside of His plan for sex we find ourself reaping the consequences. Sometimes we’re lucky to walk away with only a broken heart and a lower self-worth; other times we become hardened or callous toward men.
You probably know more than a dozen young women who are raising children on their own, because they didn’t wait for the man God chose for them.Although your friends may never tell you, you also probably know more than a dozen young women who are reaping the physical effects of sexually transmitted infections, infertility or even life-threatening dieases such as AIDS and Hepatitis C.
If you’ve made a pledge of purity, keep it!!
If you’ve made the mistake of giving up your wedding gift before your wedding night, know that God doesn’t take away the consequences of your sin, but He’s willing to make you whole again. He’ll give you a virgin heart and help you flee from temptation. God is the giver of everything good. We have to trust that He’ll make it worth the wait!!
I AM SO PROUD OF THE BARLOW GIRLS. THEY HAVE REMAINED TRUE TO THEIR GOD EVEN IN THE MIDST OF CHAOS, AND SITUATIONS THAT COULD MAKE THEIR ‘HEADS SWELL’. I ENJOYED THIS VIDEO IMMENSELY, AND I HOPE YOU DO AS WELL.
ME
ABOUT from their website: barlowgirl.com :
Barlowgirl is an all girl band made up of three sisters: Rebecca, Alyssa and Lauren Barlow. (Can you guess how they came up with the band name?) For two years they traveled around the country and were the back up band for their dad. During one concert Lauren, who was the keyboard player at the time, caught sight of a drumset, fell in love…. and so a drummer was born. Soon after that the girls began experimenting with song writing and out of that came songs never to be played or heard of again During that time they decided to start their own band and have been one for the past three and a half years. What happened to their father, you ask? Well don’t… kidding. He and his wife (ironically, the Barlowgirl’s mother) are now the girl’s managers. Yes, it is a family affair.
ALYSSA:
When was a defining moment in your life? When God called me to quit theatreI thought my life had just ended, but then He began the deepest, hardest work in my heart that lead me to Him
How do you spend your time with the Lord? I love getting up in the morning and sitting outside with my Bible and journal
What’s the Holy Spirit speaking to about these days? To praise no matter what. Sometimes I can get so caught up in all I feel He hasn’t done for me, that I begin to miss all He is doing.
Define “Purity” to you now that you’re years into this mission? To be set apart in mind and heart. To purpose to keep out those things that begin to cloud our thoughts and emotions.
What are your secrets of remaining pure? Proverbs 4:23 “Above all else guard your heart, for out of it flows the wellspring of life.
“What or who Challenges and keeps you accountable? My mom
What do you wish people could just get into their minds? That life isn’t all about us. We should have other things on our minds than just ourselves.
Give some of your secrets how you really dig into God’s word? Well, right now I have this great chronological Bible so that has been amazing to really dig into.
What makes you cry? Well, today I cried when my 3-year-old niece told me that she asked Jesus to come into her heart.
LAUREN:
When was a defining moment in your life? When I realized I couldn’t just live off my parent’s faith and I had to make my faith my own
How do you spend your time with God? Well, I’m usually sitting down but being on the road it’s so inconsistent on where you’re gonna get quiet times, but I find my best prayer times are on planes and at home of course.
What’s the Holy Spirit speaking to about these days? I feel like He is really increasing my passion for the things of Him. It’s so easy to get so liberal as Christians in this world today but I feel He is increasing my passion for what is truly right in this world.
Define “Purity” to you now that you are years into this mission? It’s the same as it was when we started. It’s a trust walk with God, knowing full well that He is taking us exactly where He wants us to go and in His timing He is going to bring our future spouses along. And for the record, we still don’t date and won’t date till our men come along.
What are your secrets of remaining pure? Lot’s of prayer and accountability.
What or who Challenges and keeps you accountable? My sisters and my family.
What do you wish people could just get into their minds? That they have an amazing calling on their life and that no matter what they have done or are currently doing, it’s never to late to get on the right path
God is your lover. How do you know that Heloves you so much? The only way to know is by taking lots of prayer time and reading His word and knowing all He has said about you is true
What makes you cry? Umm.. Pretty much everything, commercials, movies, books, seeing soldiers at the airport saying good-bye to loved ones (that one gets me the most)
What makes you fall on your knees in surrender over and over again? My inability to fix myself
What’s strength for you and what is your weakness? My greatest strength is my greatest weakness, and that my friends, is my mouth.
Give some suggestive tools or references to help those to grow more intimately with Christ. I find that reading books really helps me a lot with growing spiritually,– anything by Joyce Meyer is amazing, CS Lewis, and I find for me, reading books about amazing people who have impacted the world is so inspiring for me i.e. Martin Luther King, Mother Theresa, Olaudah Equiano, William Wilberforce.
REBECCA:
When was a defining moment in your life? When God healed me of eating disorders I knew in that moment I was to dedicate my life to serving Him. For then I knew He was worthy of giving my life for.
How do you spend your time with the Lord? I try to make it a daily routine to go on walks “with” Him, and then I’ll take time to study His word
What or who Challenges and keeps you accountable? Reading books of great revivalists and hearing teachings by passionate preachers challenge me. As for accountability, I turn to my Mom. She does an amazing job at keeping me in check on a daily basis.
What do you wish people could just get into their minds? I hope for them to understand that their feelings are not to be the compass for their life. We need to turn to what God speaks in His word, His ways and His thoughts. It changed (and is changing) my life and I know it will change others.
God is your lover. How do you know that He loves you so much? He has proven His love in the things He has done for me. (My life is marked with times He has poured out His love on me through His gifts, time, words or a sense of his closeness) He also reminds me of His love through His Word.
Give some of your secrets how you really dig into God’s word? Start by praying for the Holy Spirit to open your eyes to understand the word and just read and wait. So often I find if I take the time to pray through one verse and ask “Spirit, what does this mean?” and I just wait and rest on it, the spirit will speak to me great revelation of the depth of the verse and how I can apply it to my life. It’s an awesome experience!Another way is by using a Strong’s exhaustive concordance to look up the key words of the verse in the original Hebrew or Greek. Often times I find that our language doesn’t grasp the full meaning of what is being said and the Strong’s truly helps. For an even greater understanding begin to study the Jewish culture. All the feasts and parables and stories will make and even greater impact when you see the stories behind it. I love viewing the bible as a sweet mystery and I love going to great lengths to unlock all it has for me. It’s more then words you read on its pages. It’s deep and has many layers; it’s a treasure hunt of the greatest kind.
What makes you cry? Goodness
What’s strength for you and what is your weakness? My greatest strength is my greatest weakness.
Just look at this beautiful rose. It is perfect in every way. It is perfect because God made it that way. It is very sensitive. It is to be cared for with GREAT care. It is to be protected, and valued more than selfish desires. When selfish desires set in and you listen to them, this is what happens…
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HEED THIS WARNING!!
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My purity is a rose that is a gift for my future spouse. I need to keep it safe. If I do not, every person that I have sex with will recieve a petal off of my rose. Pretty soon my rose will be bare. It will not have any petals left to give. I will have to give the person of my dreams a bare stem. Someone else will hold the rest of my rose, and my spouse will hold an empty shell of what my purity used to be.
GIVE YOUR WHOLE SELF TO YOUR SPOUSE-THE ANSWER IS ABSTINENCE!!
Don't regret giving your petals away!
Give your whole rose to the one who really matters, your spouse!
Ok, so this is a picture of me when we went camping. My family decided that they wanted to go fishing, so we went to a lake so my brother and dad could fish. Me and my mom were talking, and i was walking backwards towards the truck, when all of a sudden, i felt myself falling. This is the hole that i fell into (Notice my right leg. It is wet almost all the way up to my waist). From the outside it doesnt look too deep. It looks like nothing more than your foot would fit in there. I was thinking about it today as i looked through my photo gallery that that is exactly how Satan works. He disguises things to where they dont look as bad as they really are. He is a cunning serpent who wants nothing better than to see you fall into a hole that you cannot get out of. DO NOT FALL INTO ONE OF HIS TRAPS! Sometimes things that look good on the outside are disgusting on the inside. Do not be fooled by Satan’s trickery!
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ME 
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